"We don't have white flour, do you want sorghum noodles or stick noodles?"
The skinny old man squatting on a large stone and holding a large porcelain bowl said to Lu Zhuangyuan, who was asking about selling grain.
"Isn't the field full of millet? Why is there no white flour? We give you money and we won't take it from you." Lu Zhuangyuan seemed a little unwilling.
Although whole grains are edible, they are not as delicious as refined grains. Besides, you don’t have to spend your own money, so there is no need to save.
The skinny old man shook his head like a rattle. "That can't be done. I have to keep the white flour for the officials to pay for official food. If I can't pay for official food, they will make my son work as a coolie."
"Little Taoist Master, look at this..."
Lu Zhuangyuan turned his head and cast a questioning look at Li Huowang, who was touching the head of the steamed bun.
After waiting for the approval, Lu Zhuangyuan turned back to the old man and said: "Okay, okay, coarse grains are coarse grains. We can buy a lot, so you have to give us cheaper prices."
As bags of grain were put on the carriage, the wheels of the carriage sank slightly into the soil.
But there are advantages to buying so much. At least the other party promised to borrow two empty granaries for Li Huowang and the others to stay overnight.
Although the grains he bought were all coarse grains, Yang was still able to make flowers.
The sticky multigrain dough was stuck around the black pot, and pieces of browned pancakes were baked.
In the middle of the pancake is soup made from yesterday's leftover mutton bones. Yellow pancakes with mutton bone soup are their dinner.
Although the food is simple, it tastes very good.
"Little Daoist, there are a lot of people in this place. We have to send a few people to watch the sheep at night, otherwise there is a chance that some kid with no butthole will come and steal ours."
Lu Zhuangyuan was holding a bowl and reminded Li Huowang, who was eating pancakes.
"It's okay, just let Steamed Bun sleep among the sheep at night. She will bark if someone steals the sheep."
Li Huowang threw the mutton bone without a trace of meat on the ground. The steamed bun squatting under his stool immediately rushed up and dragged it back with his mouth.
She stepped on one side with her front paws and started chewing it with relish.
"A dog is close. Let's do this. I asked my youngest son to go there with the dog to guard it. I just found out the price. Now that I'm out of Qingqiu, this sheep is worth a lot of money."
Seeing that Li Huowang did not refuse, Lu Zhuangyuan showed a satisfied smile on his face, and he couldn't help but feel proud. "Hey, our Lu family class has come in handy again!"
"Your daughter-in-law gave birth outside. Is she okay? Do you want to find a midwife in this village?"
"It's okay, it's okay. She has given birth to a baby once, so giving birth the second time is no different than taking a dump. Um... I'm sorry, little Daoist, you can't talk about this while eating."
While a group of people were eating in this simple barn, they heard some noise coming from outside.
Gouwa who was squatting at the door turned to look at Li Huowang inside the room, took a yellow pancake from the pot and stuffed it into his mouth, then walked out curiously with the bowl in hand.
The room became quiet. Apart from the sound of slurping soup, there was only the sound of chewing. The pancakes with corn noodles were sticky to the teeth. You couldn't eat them too fast, you could only chew them slowly.
Not long after, Gouwa walked in from the outside with an empty bowl in his hand with a happy face, "Hey! Do you know what I saw?"
The others glanced at him and all ate their dinners, not bothering to pay attention to him.
Seeing that no one was talking to him, in order to prevent his friend from getting off the stage, Lu Xiucai asked appropriately: "What did you see?"
Gouwa put the bowl down and clapped his hands excitedly, "I just saw a group of opera singers! There are men and women! They are setting up a stage at the end of the village now!"
As soon as these words came out, Li Huowang and the others had no reaction, but everyone in the Lu family class immediately stood up with their ears pricked up.
If there is naked hatred in the world, then it is definitely one between colleagues.
"Hey, drink~!" Lu Zhuangyuan put the bowl in his hand on the ground, wiped his mouth with both sides of his sleeve, straightened his stooped back, and walked out like a rooster.
"Let's go! Let's take a look. I want to see how this Liangguo opera is sung!"
Li Huowang looked up at his retreating figure and continued to eat his fragrant and glutinous yellow pancake.
This Lu Zhuangyuan didn't care about other things, but when he met his fellow opera singers, he was like a chicken blood, and he was extra concerned.
Li Huowang didn't care about this, but it was very tempting to others. He was always on the road every day, and he never had a chance to relax.
When they heard that there was an opera singer, everyone else couldn't sit still and started devouring their food. After finishing their food, they put down their bowls and walked outside.
"Senior Brother Li, let's go and have a look too."
"Yes, Taoist priest, let's go and see it too. I like to watch operas the most."
"Not going."
"Senior Brother Li, no, let's go. It looks great. I used to like being held by my grandma the most, standing in the crowd and watching the show." Bai Lingmiao took Li Huowang's arm and shook it gently, her voice seemed to have a hint of
Act coquettishly.
"Yes, go ahead, Taoist priest, I beg you." The monk wearing broken monk clothes leaned to the other side of Li Huowang with longing in his eyes.
Li Huowang watched the monk in front of him move his lips slightly, and finally suppressed the curse words in his mouth.
He put the bowl down and strode outside. The cheers of Bai Lingmiao and the monk suddenly sounded behind him.
When he came outside, the village that was very empty just now had become very crowded, with people hanging on the walls and trees. Looking at the number, people from the entire Zhuangzi were probably here, as well as people from the Lu family class.
Also among them.
Li Huowang led Bai Lingmiao and jumped onto the roof in a few steps. He sat on the hard tiles and looked at the brightly lit stage in the distance.
In order for people to see clearly, the other party hung a lot of lanterns on the stage, making the entire stage the brightest piece.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang~" Accompanied by the unique music of the opera, a red-faced general with six flags behind his back and two long quills on his head took the stage in step with the rhythm.
He danced the white mace in his hand a few times with the music. After he suddenly appeared, the music stopped, and then he began to sing. His perseverance in singing was very heroic and hearty.
"The sound of the golden drum ringing and shaking~!!? It reminds me of the ambition of breaking through the sky. I think of the majesty of the young war horse in the past! I must fulfill my responsibilities as long as I live!? How can an inch of land belong to others!?!"
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"Okay!!"
Hearing Bai Lingmiao beside him clap his hands along with the monk's cheers, Li Huowang first turned his head to look at her joyful profile, and then looked up at the actor on the stage.
When I heard this word, it seemed to describe the psychological activities of a certain general from the Liang Kingdom before he went to war, but Li Huowang didn't know which play he was acting in, who he was and where he went to fight.
But he was originally persuaded to come here, and he didn't care about the plot, and just watched in confusion along with the others.
At first, Li Huo thought that this play was no different from Leader Lu's play, except that the babbling singing style was different, but he soon discovered the difference.
This chapter has been completed!